Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson
Dear Stereotypes,
Ahem. Where to begin? Well... I've found this rather... interesting site you call 'Fanfiction'. I was bored, skimmed it before realising I couldn't understand a damn word of it, and convinced a ghost that could actually read English to help me.
And you guys know what I found? Under books, a series called 'Percy Jackson and the Olympians'. And some of them had me in them. Now, usually, I'd be like, "Hades, course you added me! You need me in the story, because otherwise it just isn't awesome," and then I found this story that had me as emo.
-insert face-palm here-
Did you guys know that the definition of emo - according to Google - is: A style of rock music characterized by melodic musicianship and expressive, often confessional lyrics. It originated in the mid-1980s hardcore punk movement of Washington, D.C., where it was known as "emotional hardcore" or "emocore".
Yeah, I know I rock, and I guess I'm expressive, and, OOH! LOOK! Isn't it ironic that it came from Washington, D.C.? But, seriously, guys, I'm from the 1940's. I'm freaking older than the freaking emo culture!
If you're extremely stupid and still haven't got what this miniature rant is about, then Zeus help you if you're a demigod, because even Percy would have figured out what this was about about three paragraphs ago when I first mentioned the word 'emo'.
In case you still haven't gotten it - and you're pretty stupid if you haven't figured it out - I. Am. Not. Emo.
Freaking. Get. Over. It.
Write anything else about me that includes me as emo and you will be sent to my dad permanently. Have fun down there! Maybe I could land you in the Fields of Punishment... hope you like Opera music!
Sincerely, Nico di Angelo who is NOT emo
Reason: Do I need to explain more?
I just thought I'd better get it over and done with.
Note: I may not be able to update tomorrow, and definitely not from the day after tomorrow till Saturday in my GMT. Camp! :)
- a silent inferno